162 – Repayment (6)
Giorgia, an advisor to the art department and a professor of herbalism, was dressed calmly and watering the plants in the greenhouse. It was a peaceful evening with the red glow of the sunset pouring in. The students’ easels were neatly lined up in one corner, and in the center of the greenhouse, five of someone’s paintings were arranged in a row as if on display.
While Jorgic was singing calmly, a girl knocked on the greenhouse door. She turned her eyes to check the door. It was a glass door, so she didn’t have to look too hard.
She checked the girl’s face and said.
“Come in.”
The girl was the owner of the five paintings placed in the center of the greenhouse. The reason I left it like that was because Giorgia had something to talk about while looking at her paintings.
The girl came inside and she greeted Giorgia politely, folding her hands and bowing her head.
“… “Did you call me, Professor?”
“Yes. Please wait a moment. Sit down. I’ll bring some tea. “You said you like jasmine tea, right?”
“No, El Cantoyo,”
“Ah, that’s right. Ok, fine.”
Don’t worry, she put down her watering can for a moment and walked to the side of her greenhouse where she kept the dried tea leaves.
Then, after a while, she went in front of the girl with a teacup in her hands and placed it on the nightstand stained with her paint.
The girl bowed her head, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.
Giorgia said she saw the figure.
“I couldn’t say it in front of the other kids because it was too blatant, but I think the three of us in the art club, Hayley, first-year Lilith, and you, are really pretty.”
“… Thank you.”
“When I see you, you look like a snowflake. “A snowflake that is so white that it looks bluish.”
“… “Is there a reason you called me separately?”
“Ah, yes, I’ve been drawing consistently these days and attending well, so um… There was quite a pile of works. It’s a great piece of work that can be displayed right away… “I think there’s something I need to talk to you about first.”
“… Yes.”
“Have you ever heard that a painting is a mirror of the soul?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. It is said that the soul of the person who paints sometimes comes out in a painting, whether intentionally or unintentionally. That’s the greatest thing about art. I am… I like children’s drawings. “I can feel the raw, untainted, pure and innocent vitality there.”
“….”
The girl just listened quietly without any change in expression.
“Just as most things in life are pain, I often see paintings that express a painful heart. “The life of an artist is so poor and difficult.”
“….”
“And….”
Giorgia looked at the pictures of girls lined up to her left with mixed eyes.
“I can feel that in your paintings as well.”
It is not just loneliness or sadness.
The shape was melted, disintegrated, covered in dark colors, and the background was distorted.
This is not something that can be imitated just by looking at something and imitating it.
The girl’s inner state was close to illness. What happened to make her face so beautiful and so distorted on the inside? Giorgia felt pain just by looking at the picture.
“Favela… “Are you okay?”
***
Bibi and I got on the carriage back to the Eucharist. Vivi must have been offended by her sarcasm when I didn’t show her forehead all the way, so she sat diagonally away from me, put on her long-brimmed hat, and just looked out her window.
When we arrived at the sanctuary on the hill, Vivi asked her a few things about Silverine, but I avoided giving a proper answer.
“It was a fun outing. “I will come back to you in the evening, so please wait.”
“At that time, I decided to be with the teacher.”
Bibi’s light pink lips twitched nervously. She then said as if she was going to do her best.
“Okay, do whatever you want.”
Then she got out of her carriage and swam away, her servants clinging to her like tails.
With that, she said goodbye to Vivi for a moment and I also went up to the castle and returned to her original room with a good view.
That evening, contrary to my expectations, Silverine did not come.
Is it even important? Sylverine rarely failed to keep her promises.
Well, if you were to travel from Chengdu to the principality, it wouldn’t be a simple task that could be completed in half a day.
Before dinner, an altar boy came out of nowhere and measured my body. Then she left, saying that she would provide the clothes she needed for the event and that she hoped she would not overeat and increase her abdominal size.
The attendants finished the meal and I finished the simple meal alone.
Silverin did not come to visit after that. If she had known this would be the case, she would have at least listened to Vivi’s business.
I waited and waited until the moon rose and eventually fell asleep.
I lost consciousness so deeply that I didn’t even notice the passage of time, but suddenly came back to my senses with a cold sensation at the tip of my nose.
The surroundings were still dark, and above my head, a fist-sized red glow was spinning in a circle.
It was only when moisture gradually returned to my puffy eyelids that I realized it was my fluid spirit.
“Beep!”
Soon something sweeps down the bridge of my nose. At first glance, it looked like a brush, but upon closer inspection, it was actually hair that had been rolled up in one’s hand like a brush.
That hair tickles my face as if brushing against it.
I turned my head. Beside her, Sylverin lay facing me, playing with her porcelain hair.
She has a playful smile on her face.
“Sun… Saengnim?”
“Swoosh.”
She continued to brush my face while making squeaks with her mouth.
“…… “It’s not a dream.”
I thought I would meet him as early as the morning, but I never thought he would come to me at dawn like this.
Silverine said, tickling every corner of my face.
“Have I ever appeared in your dreams?”
“Of course there is.”
“Don’t boys your age often have strange dreams…? ?”
“… “Some strange dream?”
“Um… “A dream about an attractive person of the opposite s*x?”
“Although reason appeared in the precognitive dream… “I don’t know if it’s strange.”
“What did I look like in your dream?”
“I was lying on a mat and admiring the lake.”
“Is that all? “It’s a little bland.”
“I liked it.”
“Really?”
I was in high spirits and turned my gaze to the spirit circling in the air.
“Why is he doing that?
“Beep!”
“I was making you exercise. “It’s been a while since I last saw you, and I noticed you’ve gained weight.”
Is it because Sylverin ordered it? This is my first time seeing that guy move so nimbly.
“… Are you tired, teacher? “How did you come so late?”
Silverine stopped her brushing and continued her speech.
“So. “Why are there so many people in the world who need my help?”
“….”
“I was going to go see you early in the evening, but something kept happening. What can I say? It wasn’t that there was a problem in the first place, but it seemed like they were deliberately creating a problem because of me. It felt like the highest leader of the principality had joined in and blocked me from going to your side. Of course, I didn’t do it out loud.”
“… “Is the principality treating teachers poorly?”
“No, I feel worse because I was treated so kindly. I was given the best mansion in the city to stay in after work, but it turned out to be the place furthest from your room. “What is it?”
“….”
“So I became increasingly angry. “Why do you think you’re preventing me from going to my student?”
“… ….”
When I thought about it again, I felt angry again.
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“My precious disciple. The student I raised with all my love…. I was so angry that you were interfering with my going to my student… “I just threw everything away.”
“I was waiting.”
Then Sylverin suddenly pinches my cheek.
“You were wrong too. “If I didn’t come, you should have come looking for me.”
“…… ?”
That is beyond my authority. How can I go to the places of high-ranking people? It would also be inconvenient for Silverine.
“I feel sad without a teacher. She feels like she would die without her teacher. Please let me meet you, teacher. I miss you, teacher. “You should have gone to town and found me.”
Silverin also seems to be saying this half jokingly.
“… “Next time, I’ll come back and make a fuss.”
Then her pinching hand loosens and she gently strokes my cheek. Fortunately, it seems to have been an appropriate answer.
Now I see that Sylverin has not been able to change into her kite outfit or take off her accessories. It seemed like he came running right after finishing his work and lay down on my bed.
“And do you know how hard I worked to sneak into your room?”
“Can’t I just come in?”
“It’s not as easy as it sounds. I don’t know if it’s a resort or something, but the castle has a stupid tradition. They say that when an unmarried woman enters the room of a knight who stays alone after evening, she writes on a badge that she spent the night together and hangs it on the castle wall.”
“If you are a teacher… “Can’t we just ignore that tradition?”
“I thought so, but there are no exceptions to this, even for kings and princesses.”
“Why is there such a tradition?”
“They say the first owner of this castle was a historical recorder. He had a reputation for leaving accurate records of the principality’s history, but it was said that there were many errors when it came to the leadership’s secret relationship between men and women. “We developed a grudge against each other, so we occasionally played practical jokes, and it eventually became a tradition.”
“….”
For a moment, I can see Bibi’s face glaring at me with an expression telling me to do well yesterday.
Sylverine said, tapping the tip of her nose with her index finger.
“If a scandal spreads with a disciple… “It sounds like fun, but I need to protect you for tomorrow’s event.”
I think you are speaking too easily. That’s not fun. Silverine’s honor is more important than my humble honor.
“Teacher, do you know what the event is?”
She smiled lightly and said.
“It seems like the principality is trying to repay you.”
Then, the sound of footsteps was heard from the hallway.
This is getting closer and closer to my door.
“Oh my.”
Then Sylverin put on her playful expression and covered her mouth with her hand.
I thought she was just a maid passing by, but when the sound stopped in front of my door, the airflow became strange.
A deep breathing sound was heard at the door, followed by a loud knock.
“Have you ever fallen asleep… “Did you hear that?”
It was Vivi’s voice.
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